Once More With FeelingsChapter 24 1975
Christmas 1974, the second time round, was the best I had since we stopped putting milk and cookies out for Santa, some thirty-seven years in my past. Up till now, Wendy's Christmases had been strong on the giving of thanks with little rejoicing, and her delight at each new surprise helped us all to see once again the wonder of the season. Boxing Day at the Denures' was every bit as exciting as I could have hoped for! Mike had picked up Linda and Julie, and had swung around to pick up...